She's so many women
He can't find the one who
was his friend
So he's hanging on to half
her heart
He can't have the restless
part
So he tells her to hasten
down the wind
Then he agrees he thinks she
needs to be free
Then she says she'd rather
be with him
But it's just a whim
By which she hopes to keep
him on the limb
She's so many women
He can't find the one who
was his friend
So he's hanging on to half
her heart
He can't have the restless
part
So he tells her to hasten
down the wind
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